Producer with no Regrets - Chapter 333



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Episode 333

“Why is everyone so serious?”

Who is Joara’s first kiss partner?

While the tension was running high and the attention was focused on the situation, Shin A-reum intervened.

Shin A-reum glared at Jo A-ra with a drunken look on her face.

“You can tell just by looking at him that he’s lying.”

“Why is Araga lying?”

“Why? He’s just bragging. He’s embarrassed to say he doesn’t have it. He’s a bit like that.”

Shin A-reum recited Jo A-ra’s psychological state one after another as if she were a fortune teller.

“……under.”

Joara smiled brightly.

I thought the rebuttal would continue, but Joara simply nodded her head.

“You’re right. That was a lie.”

“Right? Right?”

Shin A-reum liked it so much that she even clapped her hands.

It’s unbearably fun to see Joara’s pretense stripped away.

“No, what’s so embarrassing about that you lie like a child? You still haven’t lost your childishness. You’re acting like you’re the only one in the world.”

“Yeah, yeah, I understand… … .”

“Poo-ha-ha! It’s still funny when I think about it. How could you lie and say you kissed me!”

Shin A-reum usually shows off her friendship with Jo A-ra by bickering with her. But when she drinks, her tension increases unbelievably.

A vein appeared on Joara’s forehead.

And as if what she said, ‘That’s a lie,’ was a lie, she filled her empty glass to the brim and downed it in one gulp.

“hey…….”

Joara, who burns with fighting spirit.

All the employees of Garo Enter who saw her simultaneously shouted in their hearts.

‘Stop it, Araya!’

I didn’t want to see Joara’s ugly appearance anymore.

During adolescence, peer recognition plays a very important role.

It is also common for people to lie to gain acceptance from their peers.

‘But this is too much!’

The adults were embarrassed.

“It’s not a lie, is it?”

“What? You just lied. Are you changing your story again because you’re embarrassed?”

“I was just saying this because I thought there might be someone like you.”

Shin A-reum wiggled her buttocks as if she was getting more and more excited.

I could tease Joara for five years with this story. Then, I would rely on Joara’s drunkenness and create an even bigger black history.

“Really? Then how did it feel?”

“……what?”

“I don’t know, so I’m asking. I’m curious. What did it feel like?”

Shin Areum glanced at the employees one by one.

It seemed like he wanted me to act as a judge.

“Hey, Arum.”

Jeong Ji-eum tried to stop the conversation to protect Jo Ara’s dignity.

“Let’s ask questions as truth or dare.”

“No, that’s part of the game. Come on, tell me. How did it feel?”

Shin A-reum couldn’t help but look forward to how great the lies would be in front of adults who had experienced both sweet and bitter things in life.

It was lemon flavored?

Was it soft?

I wonder what kind of common phrases will come out.

“… … did.”

“what?”

Shin Areum brought her ear towards Jo Ara.

“What did you say?”

“… …It was hard.”

“uh?”

“It was hard… … .”

Everyone is silent.

Shin A-reum couldn’t understand what Jo A-ra was talking about. The same goes for the other members.

It was hard?

No, the kiss is hard?

“Hard… hard…?”

“Uh. It was kind of soft. But not as soft as I thought. It felt, like it was being pushed in… .”

Joara, whose face was as red as a volcano, poured alcohol into her glass as if it were all useless.

Then, to console myself, I took another shot.

“Team leader, is that correct?”

“hmm…….”

Honestly, Seongpil was surprised.

Joara’s description revealed a feeling that only someone who has actually kissed can express.

The embarrassment you feel from your first kiss.

Realizing that the lips that were supposed to be soft and smooth, that is, the lips that you had expected to have a marshmallow-like texture, were not as soft as you thought.

“That could be… … true.”

“Eek?!”

Rika felt her lips in surprise.

“That’s ridiculous! Your lips are soft! They’re not hard!”

“That’s a bit, if you can’t measure the distance, your lips might touch each other and things like that. Then it’s the same as teeth hitting each other with thin skin between them… … It’s hard. Oh, that’s the right expression.”

“right.”

Son Hye-bin expressed her agreement.

“If both of you are clumsy, that’s what happens. You’re just too eager to do it. It’s not like you’re being too careful and squeaking like a bird. No, if only one person is clumsy, it’s easy to do that.”

“Kiss like a bird… .”

Love Doctor Baek Seol-ha kept touching her lips. She kept pressing her lips with her index finger, which seemed like she was trying to verify Jo Ara’s words.

“What, then… … .”

Shin A-reum stared at Jo A-ra with a mysterious expression.

“Really, have you tried it… … ?”

“Who stole Ara-chan’s lips!”

Rika stretched her upper body out as if she was going to run towards Joara.

“Hey, I’ll have to ask that when I get caught.”

Jo Ara became more arrogant as her remarks were acknowledged by the adults. She seemed to enjoy the reactions of the members looking at her in surprise.

“… … So, is kissing originally something that feels bad? When your teeth collide with skin between them. Is it just like a lip-slapping?”

Jang Ha-yang, full of enthusiasm for learning, asked Seong-pil a question.

“Huh? No, there’s a way… … Ahaha! Director Han, please!”

“yes?!”

Jang Ha-yang’s gaze shifted to Han Gu-in. He hesitated as if he was talking to a child.

“Hey, lips, open, close, this way, sir!”

The gaze moved to Hong Gyu-heon.

“Director Son.”

Even Hong Gyu-heon passed the baton to someone else.

Son Hye-bin didn’t do that. She picked up the square cheese that Baek Seol-ha had chosen as a side dish at the mart.

She raised the corners of her mouth, placing a square block of cheese on the tip of her index finger.

“Kids, watch carefully. This is how you do it.”

Churp, chuup, tssup, haup, chuup.

After a while, the cheese disappeared.

“How is it, how do you feel?”

“… … .”

The members of the Girls’ League were so blushing that they didn’t even think about saying anything.

Yeah, that’s how you do it.

I didn’t understand it with my head.

My heart felt it.

“Well, then… … .”

Jang Ha-yang, full of enthusiasm for learning, barely opened her mouth.

“How does it feel? That, that kiss? Lips aren’t the kind of place that can feel good.”

“Look at what Hayang is saying!”

Son Hye-bin laughed so hard her stomach was about to burst.

“Kyungseop, did you hear that? It’s not a pleasant part!”

“Director Son, my shoulder is going to break. Please stop hitting me.”

“Wow, when I was at my previous agency, all the employees were like that? Idol management isn’t a business, it’s education. Wow, that’s what it meant. It really feels like I’ve become some kind of teacher. Okay, then should I teach you everything in preparation for when the dating ban is lifted in a year and a half? Kyung-seop, tell me.”

“Me?”

“Listen to what Kyung-Seop, who may soon become your new groom, has to say!”

When Son Hye-bin suggested it, Min Kyung-seop thought carefully. He stroked his chin a few times and then raised his index finger.

“It’s thrilling.”

“Thrilling… …?”

Jang Ha-yang listened as if asking his teacher for teachings.

“Ha, but the lips… … .”

“It’s not just the lips. There’s a tongue too.”

“… … !”

“It’s a case of tongues going back and forth. So, I think the lips and tongue are like buttons. When one button is pressed by another button, something like endorphins come out of the head and you become happy.”

The members’ concentration has increased incomparably compared to before.

“Is this a good expression?”

“Kyungseop, you are having an exciting cohabitation.”

“Oh, what are you talking about?”

“Then, should we listen to other people’s stories too? Ji-eum-ah.”

All eyes were on Jeong Ji-eum.

“I’ve never been in a relationship.”

“……uh?”

“I’m Mosul.”

Jeong Ji-eum clenched the fist that was on her knee.

“I’m a single mother… … .”

“… … .”

Seongpil comforted Jeong Ji-eum by rubbing her shoulder.

“Ji-eum, fate comes when you need it.”

In the solemn atmosphere, Seongpil exchanged glances with Son Hyebin.

‘Sister.’

‘know.’

When I return to the company after the company outing, I have to send an autograph straight to lyricist Lee Su-yeon.

Lyricist Lee Su-yeon has feelings for Jeong Ji-eum. However, Jeong Ji-eum is unaware of her feelings.

Lyricist Lee Su-yeon may still be harboring feelings for Jeong Ji-eum, but for now, she will have to make a move.

‘Planning begins as soon as I return to work.’

A crazy and exciting solo escape plan!

So the topic of kissing came to a close.

In the subsequent Truth or Dare, Shin A-reum and others also tried hard to find out who Jo A-ra’s kiss partner was.

However, Joara was able to overcome all crises by easily drinking alcohol, perhaps thanks to her usual training with beer.

“Oh, it’s Director Park!”

As everyone got drunk, the rules of the game changed.

Rather than setting a question and then passing the bottle around, create a question after the target has been determined.

Rika, the person who turned the bottle over, thought about it over and over again.

“Atashi (I)… … Ah!”

“Why are you thinking so hard about what to ask?”

“Honestly, really honestly, I’ve never had any romantic feelings for any of the Girls’ League members… …!”

“Rica.”

Hong Gyu-heon immediately stopped it.

“Don’t even ask that as a joke. It’s not like that would happen in the first place.”

“Gomennasai (I’m sorry)… … .”

If it had been a university MT or an ordinary company dinner, the question just asked might have created a pink atmosphere.

It would have been a good drinking snack.

But that’s not possible in Entersa.

“her.”

Seongpil deliberately let out a sarcastic laugh to lighten the slightly tense atmosphere.

“Haa, Rikaya Rikaya.”

“Ha, hi (yes)?”

“You overestimate yourself, don’t you?”

“Sonna (like that)!”

“Blue hair without any blood… … .”

“Team Leader, your speech just now was very similar to Yoon Sang-yeol’s. Is it because you worked at the same company that you resemble each other?”

“Take that back immediately!”

The drinking party continued until dawn.

Some people started to feel more and more exhausted and went to sleep, while others even sat still and dozed off.

After the drinking game was over, everyone started to drink a little and chat.

“Did we tell you that? That Arami and Ara fought.”

“Oh, teacher. Why are you bringing that up again… … .”

“What is it? What is it? Why are you two fighting?”

“It’s nothing, really.”

As Jo Ara tried to hide it, Son Hye-bin became even more curious.

Snow White had no intention of stopping the story.

“Ara is sensitive about her privacy. So one day, a few months ago, Ara ordered curtains. Like this on the floor… … standing them up on both sides like clothes hangers and making a wall.”

“Oh, you were going to put that between the kids’ beds?”

“Yes. Then Ara suddenly got angry.”

“no way.”

Joara waved her hand weakly as if it was all an old story.

She drank endlessly to defend the truth in Truth or Lie.

So I wasn’t in my right mind right now.

“It’s all just old news. Don’t do it… … .”

“Ara is angry? What, because the room is too small?”

“No, Araga… … .”

“No!”

Joara interrupted Baekseolha’s story while throwing a tantrum.

“It was Shin A-reum’s fault!”

“……what.”

Shin Areum opened her eyes half-asleep.

“What else am I doing?”

“Hey, Shin A-reum, what’s wrong with you? Why are you so cold-hearted and unloving?”

“What again, you bitch… … .”

“Curtains, what if you’re going to put those up between the rooms? Why are we living in the same dorm?”

Those who were listening to the story were startled.

Because Joara was crying.

“Do you, do you hate me that much? We live together, we’re members of the same group, so you don’t like seeing me that much… ?”

“Ugh.”

Shin A-reum walked to Jo A-ra’s side and hugged her warmly.

“Why do I hate you?”

“Ugh, hey, don’t lie… … . You always say things to me and get mad at me… … .”

“Look at how much of a hypocrite she is. Am I the only one mad at you? And you?”

“Because we’re close… … That’s why I’m saying that… … .”

“I like you too. I’m sorry about that.”

Joara buried her face in Shinareum’s shoulder and cried, almost sobbing.

She asked, sniffling.

“Are you sure you know me? Are you, are you sure you are?”

“Uh. Why do I hate you?”

“Beautiful… … .”

“But you were really bad back then. Even when I told you to put on some pants, you wouldn’t wear them no matter what.”

Joara cried and then laughed.

“Rika said she would take my clothes off while I was sleeping… … .”

“Ara-chan Usotsuki (liar)! Mr. Director, please say something to Ara-chan!”

“Get your head off my lap.”

“Eww, give me back my pillow!”

“It’s my knee.”

Seongpil smiled at the friendship between Jo Ara and Shin Areum. After filming was over, he took a quick look around.

“Boss, should we start breaking up now?”

“Okay, then… … . Let’s finish it off.”

Everyone who remained clinked their glasses, excluding those who had already passed out or entered first.

“Let’s just turn off the lights and go to sleep. We’ll clean up when we wake up tomorrow… … And Seol-ha, make sure Hayang goes to bed properly.”

Jang Ha-yang was sleeping with her upper body bent forward, with her legs crossed.

It was like some kind of yoga pose.

“Yes… … . Hayang, I’ll lay you down.”

“Hey, Sister. Sister?”

“Yeah, sister.”

“Sister, I wonder what a kiss feels like.”

“so?”

“yes.”

“I’ll teach you when you wake up.”

“I’m curious… … .”

Seongpil checked that everyone was asleep and turned off the lights in the living room. He wanted to go to the inner room, but his vision was blurry and his stomach was rumbling, so it was impossible.

Seongpil just sat down on the floor with a thud. Then he found a suitable spot in the corner and lay down.

Then I felt a weight on my calves.

“Rika, I’m not a pillow… … .”

“Give it back!”

“Okay, just write it… … .”

My eyes closed on their own.

* * *

Seongpil saw the darkness.

I was awake, but my eyes wouldn’t open. I didn’t have the energy to open them.

‘Oh, my stomach hurts.’

In the latter half of Truth or Dare, the rules were changed so that those on either side of the person caught going faster would also drink.

Because of that, everyone had to drink a lot.

‘I have to vacate the pension by 11 o’clock tomorrow.’

If even Seongpil, who prides himself on being strong with alcohol, is like this, I don’t know if other people will be able to get up properly.

‘What time is it now?’

I really hope it’s the end of dawn or morning. I’d rather wake up now and make some ramen.

‘I’d rather throw up. My head hurts too much.’

Seongpil opened his eyes with difficulty.

Joara’s face appeared right in front of me.

Joara’s face, reflected in the blue moonlight streaming in through the window, was only a dozen centimeters away.

“… … .”

Their eyes met each other.

And Joara closed her eyes as if nothing had happened.

“hey.”

“… … .”

“Why do you pretend not to know?”

“What kind of ghost is this? Why are you suddenly opening your eyes?”

“Who are you? Why are you next to me?”

“When I woke up, it was here.”

“But why doesn’t it fall?”

“… …Because the old man keeps calling my name.”

“uh?”

“So I kept watching.”

“I……?”

“Yes. It kept saying ‘Araya Araya’, so I kept watching it because it was so interesting.”

A vague memory from before I opened my eyes, a dream, came to mind. Maybe it was because I had just woken up, but as I tried to remember, the dream became clearer and clearer.

I think Joara came out.

It was not the current Joara, but the Joara of a previous life.

Seongpil raised his upper body by pushing the ground with his arms.

“Where are you going?”

“My head hurts so bad. I’m going to get some fresh air.”

Seongpil felt around on the floor, trying to find the bottle of water he had left nearby.

Someone touched Seongpil’s hand.

As I focused my eyes, I could see more clearly in the dark due to dark adaptation.

“Director Park, there is no happiness in leaving the nursing home… … . Forget about those cruel kids and spend the rest of your life here… … .”

It was Rica.

Seongpil got up, grabbed the bottle of water she had knocked over, and went outside.

Maybe because it was near the valley, the summer nights were chilly.

Seongpil continued to drink water and felt his chest.

‘Oh, I quit smoking.’

My head is pounding.

“Oh my… … .”

Seongpil groaned as if spitting out the pain caused by alcohol.

At that moment, I heard the sound of slippers being pulled off from behind. When I turned around, I saw Joara staggering towards me.

“I woke up because of you, sir.”

“It’s because of me?”

“If you call me like you’re looking for a lover who suddenly disappeared, I’ll wake up. What did you dream about?”

“What is your dream?”

“I came out, right?”

“Even if you came out, you would have caused some kind of accident.”

“Wow, that’s suspicious.”

“Are you sober? You’re holding onto A-reum and crying… .”

“Don’t tell me because I remember everything and it’s embarrassing.”

Seongpil smiled faintly and drank the water again. While he was calming himself like that, Jo Ara took the bottle of water from his hand.

“Ugh.”

Joara felt nauseous after drinking water. It seems she wasn’t feeling well either.

Seongpil laughed.

Joara raised her eyes toward him.

“Does it make you feel good to see others in pain?”

“No, I was thinking about the drinking game. Did the person you kissed smack you in the lips?”

Joara did not answer.

“Well, it’s understandable that my heart was ahead of its time. If it was someone I met before joining our company, he wouldn’t be old.”

Joara did not answer.

“Who is he? Someone you went to school with? Or maybe you met him while you were an idol?”

Joara did not answer.

“who is this.”

It was a tone that was so concise and urgent that if someone else heard it, they might think it was filled with jealousy.

Seongpil also realized it.

He immediately added the footnote.

“I think it was when I was a student, but if it’s someone I met while I was an idol… … I don’t have any plans to say anything. If you’re still dating, just tell me. I won’t tell you to break up. I think it’s okay if idols date without getting caught, but there’s a limit to how much you can do on your own.”

He kept adding extra stuff.

“Eventually, an accident is bound to happen. Whether inside or outside the industry. I, and we, must prepare for it… .”

“I am a man of integrity.”

Joara finally opened her mouth.

Her face was not clearly visible in the darkness of the night, and her tone was so calm that it was impossible to imagine her expression or emotions.

“I also have a sense of professionalism.”

“……okay.”

That answered the question.

I guess that means someone I met before becoming a trainee.

“Okay then… … .”

“Do you want to know?”

There was a rift between Seongpil and Jo Ara.

The moonlight that hung on the mountain stretched out, filtered through the lush leaves, and was barely able to reach a single ray of light.

Joara took a step closer to the gold drawn with light.

“Shall I tell you?”

As she stepped on the gold, the moonlight illuminated Joara’s face.

Her complexion was pale in the pale light.

There was no way to distinguish between the usual black and red paper.

“Who is it… … .”

When her face was revealed, Sungpil was speechless. It was because he finally found out.

Joara’s appearance became the same as her previous life.

It was like Jo Ara when Seongpil first met her.

It felt like I had time traveled. The time axis was distorted, and I felt like I was meeting Joara from a previous life.

“… …Tell me?”

Seongpil took a half step back without realizing it.

“No, it’s okay. You don’t have to tell me.”

As if he had stepped back without realizing it, his answer also came out unconsciously.

“Privacy… … right?”

Then, Seongpil changed the subject to change the mood.

“Oh, right. Araya, can you do that for me?”

“What?”

“Do you remember when you called me Director Park Sung-pil on the radio?”

“Oh, that’s right. You can’t call me ‘uncle’ even on the radio.”

Seongpil held out his hand. Joara returned the bottle of water she had taken from Seongpil.

Seongpil poured all the water into his mouth.

“I want to hear that again. Honestly, aren’t you tired of being called ‘uncle’ all the time?”

Seongpil grabbed the water bottle with both hands and crushed it. Then, as he looked around for a trash can, he found something stuck to his arm.

It was a single strand of hair.

“I don’t like it.”

A single strand of hair.

It’s long enough to be Seongpil’s, but it’s not really long hair.

“I plan on calling you ‘Director’… … .”

Joara let out a laugh that seemed to be influenced by alcohol.

“Absolutely not.”

* * *

11 o’clock.

It’s time to vacate the pension.

Hong Gyu-heon checked the number of people on the minibus and realized that Rika was not there.

“I’ll go look for it.”

Seongpil went into the pension and looked for Rika.

Rika was lying face down in the bathroom. She kept repeating ‘Ugh, ugh’, and showed that she couldn’t tell the difference between heaven and earth.

“I’m dying, Atashi (I) am dying… … .”

“Wow, you really drank too much. You’re still drunk.”

“It hurts so much… … . I’ll just sleep here for a bit and then go… … .”

“Let’s walk a little.”

“I’ll, uh, figure it out, take a taxi and go… … .”

“Let’s start with vomiting. It’ll be much better then.”

“How can you do whatever you want with the spit… … .”

Seongpil grabbed Rika’s wrist and made her spread her index finger.

“Director… … ?”

Seongpil brought Rika’s index finger to her mouth.

“Ah, no! If you show me this kind of appearance, you’ll be finished as an idol, as a woman, and as a human being… …!”

A while later, Rika got on the bus, looking noticeably better than before.

“Atashi (me), resurrection!”

“Weren’t you on the verge of death?”

“My stomach is still churning and my hands and feet are shaking, but I’m mentally fine!”

“What? Did the team leader give you a hangover cure?”

“Rather than eating it, I spit it out.”

“Oh my… … .”

Hong Gyu-heon grabbed the microphone placed on the bus.

She got on the bus without even washing off the makeup she had put on yesterday or washing up in the morning.

As with everyone else, her appearance was the worst. It was because the staff had conspired to make her drink alcohol.

“Uh… … Dear Garo Enter staff. The first long-awaited company outing has ended. Let’s play more normally next time… … . Sir, please depart.”

And so the first outing of Garo Enter ended.

Seongpil decided to put his head against the car window and try to sleep. However, the scenery outside was so beautiful that he couldn’t close his eyes.

The focus that had been focused outside turned to the face reflected in the car window.

It was Jo Ara who sat across from Seongpil.

She was looking out the window absentmindedly while listening to Rika’s chattering.

Seongpil thought.

Maybe Joara is looking at Seongpil reflected in the car window.

“Director Park, would you like to listen with me?”

Han Gu-in stuck out one end of his earphone.

Seongpil had a hard time getting used to the earphones every time he saw them.

“Director Han, aren’t you going to buy Bluetooth earphones?”

“Oh, I’m a little… … distrustful, shall we say? Wouldn’t the sound quality be lower?”

It seems like we still live in a time when such thinking is common.

Seongpil realized once again that he had traveled back several years in time.

Seongpil took one earphone and put it in his ear.

I closed my eyes and listened, and I could feel several instruments. There was a piano, drums, and a contrabass.

“What genre is this? New Age?”

“It’s jazz.”

“Oh, Jazz. What’s the title?”

“It’s ‘When I Fall in Love.’ It’s Bill Evans’ song.”

‘When I fall in love’… … .

“Come to think of it, Director Park, you didn’t start with jazz in your music history class. I was wondering about that, but I guess you don’t listen to jazz.”

“Yes. My knowledge of popular music starts from rock. Do you know jazz?”

“I know as much as others do.”

Seongpil learned that Han Gu-in’s ‘as much as others’ referred to jazz enthusiasts.

‘Jazz has now joined the ranks of pure music along with classical music. It wouldn’t be strange if Director Han enjoyed it.’

To Seongpil, jazz was vaguely difficult music, music that required time to find, and atmospheric music played in places like cafes.

But when I listen to ‘When I Fall in Love’…

‘I think I know why it’s been popular for decades.’

Seongpil remembered the moment he fell in love.

My past life came to mind.

Seongpil gave himself over to the shaking of the bus while reminiscing with jazz.

* * *

Seongpil had an unfamiliar experience.

It’s like ringing the doorbell of your own house.

‘If I open the door right away, Somin might get into trouble.’

I wonder if he has already contacted the company and returned.

To minimize conflict with the company, it would be best to return as soon as possible.

Seongpil wished that it would be so.

‘And if the problem persists… …at least I can give you advice. I have a phone.’

As if Sungpil’s wish was in vain, the door opened and Yang Somin’s face peeked out.

“Oh, Team Leader. You’re here?”

“Yeah. I’m back… … Haha, that’s weird.”

“Yes, I’m back.”

Seongpil went into the house.

It looked exactly the same as when I left. The only thing different was that the sink was wet, as if I had just washed the dishes.

“Have you eaten?”

“yes.”

After answering Seongpil, Yang So-min immediately lay down on the bed and looked at the tablet.

Seongpil sat on the floor and opened the bag he had brought. Then, he took out the things he needed to organize one by one and spoke to Yang Somin.

“Were you playing chess?”

“Team leader.”

“huh?”

“I keep thinking that way.”

“What kind?”

Yang So-min turned the tablet over and showed a picture. It was a picture taken by Seong-pil and Shin A-reum together.

Seongpil’s face hardened.

Yang So-min kept flipping through the photos while touching the tablet. Photos taken by Seong-pil and the Girls’ League kept appearing.

“I wish it was me, not Areum, who got kicked out by PD Yoon Sang-yeol… … I think.”

“… … .”

“Actually, it was right for me to be kicked out. Because I was the worst. It wasn’t Arami, it was me… … .”

“… … .”

“Then.”

Yang So-min stopped her finger in one photo.

It was a photo of Seongpil and Shin Areum.

“I keep thinking that it might not be Arami here, but me.”

Seongpil didn’t know what to do or what to say.

Yang So-min laughed heartily.

“That’s not possible, is it? Even if it were me instead of A-reum, I’d still be lacking… … .”

“Somin-ah.”

The moment Seongpil approached Yang Somin to comfort her, the doorbell rang.

“Oh, I guess you came to pick me up.”

“… … Come pick me up?”

Honorifics.

A word used for superiors or older people.

‘If you came to pick me up, it must be someone from Success Enter.’

Managers and other employees, of course.

But why do I keep feeling a sense of alienation?

“Team leader.”

Yang So-min jumped out of bed.

“Thank you for letting me stay. It was nice to see you, Team Leader, after such a long time. Just like before… … Hehe, we didn’t get to spend much time together though. That’s the only regret I have.”

The doorbell rang again.

Only then was Seongpil able to move.

He walked to the door as if possessed by something and opened it.

As expected, it was a character from Success Enter.